In a sea of ill-fitting Vetements / New-Balencaiga styled clothes, I'm left wanting something creative. Something more! Jacquemus is about the only show that was memorable, creative, and at times pretty wearable.

Fashion Month: Ugh. I fully expected to be posting more about my favorite collections in NY, but that ship certainly sailed without much of a blip on my radar. Then came London, so I'm like, Hey maybe this will prove inspiring!, Simone Rocha is always such a hit! But actually that turned out to be just marginally better than NY. I think my favorite there was Christopher Kane — more on that later I guess!Then came Milan, which proved to be a Gucci-run town, where all anyone would or could talk about was the revival of a once super-sexy brand and it's super successful foray into weirdness. Ok, yes, I loved Gucci — the concept of nerd chic felt so much like Marc Jacobs in his heydey,

but after two years of the Gucci as kitschy Wes Anderson vibe I'm asking if Alessandro Michele can do anything else with the brand beyond taking it further and further into the depths of quirky — to the point of unwearable?

Ok Milan. Let's talk about that! There were some other standouts from Milan, which I guess I'll post about at my leisure since I'm not beholden to anyone's schedule.So finally, Paris came 'round and one of my favorite collections that truly felt creative and fashion-forward came from Jacquemus. To quote Sarah Mower from Vogue;

[Jacquemus] is not one of those designers pretending to be underground-edgy or ironic à la Vetements. His talent has an aura of sincere naïveté and idealism, tinged with a slightly melancholic romance.